Hell on Earth (Part 2)
Strewn corpses, running blood, intense violence permeating in the atmosphere were what Mu Yu expected from the place’s name. Yet, he was treated to a scenic view of white flowers. Mu Yu suddenly had hands violating his body and giggles in his ears. The two maidens pulled on his hands. The two maidens’ sense of fashion was the definition of eye candy.
One entrancing maiden pulled his shirt and, in her coquettish voice, teased, “Young Master, I’ll be yours tonight. You better take responsibility.”
Another maiden rubbed her body against his and gently ran her hand up Shadow Splitter Sword to reach his hand. “Young Master, I like your body. Your sword also looks cool.”
Mu Yu, face on fire, sheathed his sword as fast as he could. “Ximen Buxing, this is Hell on Earth?”
“Yep. I did say it was a test of resilience. You’re doing pretty good if you ask me. There aren’t many people who could maintain their rationality in your shoes,” answered Ximen Buxing, allowing five maidens to cling to him.
“Extremely challenging, my foot. This is extremely shameless! Y-you never said your sacred ground was a brothel!”
“Can’t you read? It’s not called Brothel. It’s called Hell on Earth. Didn’t you say lust is a sin? Sin is evil. Evil comes from hell. Hell on Earth is the perfect name.” Ximen Buxing shooed off the five maidens. “Also, we’re high-end. You’ll see.”
The scene before Mu Yu had him thinking, now I know what he meant by “bleed out”…
“Y-y-you should consider changing your clothing,” Mu Yu stuttered.
“You don’t like our clothes?” The two maidens coyly undid their buttons and kept tugging on Mu Yu’s clothing.
Mu Yu averted his gaze. “I-I’m looking for someone.”
Why did Ximen Buxing say Mu Yu would think of Tian Ran? Because Mu Yu constantly reminded himself to not betray her. Ximen Buxing relished Mu Yu’s misery.
“Of course you are?”
The maiden pointed to a man and woman romping on a rock in the shade, woman on top of the man. Judging from the man’s physique, he was an old man.
Ximen Buxing approached the two maidens and stated, “He’s here with me, not for thrill seeking.”
The two maidens sulkily released Mu Yu.
“I did say you wouldn’t like this place. To be frank, not even I like this place. I always feel guilty to those goddesses when I come here.”
Some women wore masks, but all men wore masks. All of the women must’ve been handpicked as all of them could win a man’s heart with their appearance alone. Both men and women were advanced cultivators.
Seeing Mu Yu lost in his own world, Ximen Buxing shared, “Nobody here is forced against their will. Do you know what dual cultivation is? When you reach a bottleneck in your cultivation, you can come here to blow off some steam. Sometimes, that’s what you need to break through. Essentially, everyone here is using each other. Those wearing masks are individuals who have a reputation to protect. In my opinion, there’s no need to hide behind masks. Don’t you think it’s inane when it brings one joy? Suppressing innate desires is silly. Not everyone likes to do it on a bed, so this environment is potentially more stimulating for some.”
Ximen Buxing proceeded to discuss the flowers, shrubs, rockeries and other things in the environment.
I’m going to punch Lie Shang for not giving me a heads up when I get back, Mu Yu decided inwardly. Voice muffled, he asked, “Isn’t Elder Xie Bulao here?”
Ximen Buxing surveyed his surroundings then threw a rock into the water. A man and woman popped out and lashed out at him. He gave them the cold shoulder and told Mu Yu, “Since he’s not in there, he must be in his room.”
Mu Yu: Romping underwater now? Is this still the same world?
Ximen Buxing strolled off to a row of rooms at the back of the courtyard. The audible voices within left Mu Yu’s face flush.
Ximen Buxing booted a door open. “Room inspection! Room inspection! Xie Bulao here?”
The masked man climbed out of the bed and thundered. “Ximen Buxing, I want to castrate you!”
“Not here,” Ximen Buxing nonchalantly remarked, shutting the door. He kicked open another door and repeated it again. None of the insults and threats ever got to him. “Which room is he in, damn it. This is tiring!”
“Aren’t you worried they’ll attack you?” Mu Yu put distance between himself and Ximen Chuideng in case he needed to run for it.
“They won’t do anything. If they attack anyone, they’ll expose their identity. They can’t hide their discipline, after all.”
Mu Yu gave Ximen Buxing a thumbs up for being fearless.
If they don’t like it, they can leave and never come back. You think we want to collect their ten thousand spirit stones each time?”
“So you’re a den of daylight robbers now, too?”
“Spirit stones are just materialistic goods. You’ll fathom it one day. The more advanced a cultivator is, the more they need to relax. You know, one of the elders here might be one of the justice preachers you’ve met before. Ten thousand is nothing given the boost it provides for their cultivation.”
“That’s obviously hogwash; my shifu wouldn’t.”
Ximen Buxing leaned in. “Your shifus may not be part of our customers; however, that doesn’t mean those in their sects won’t be. I saw one of the great eight sect’s elders here last time. He’s horrible under the sheets, though. The goddess from Jade Sect wasn’t pleased. No, I can’t tell you who they were. We have to protect our business, after all.
“Many cultivators are phonies. What you see isn’t the real side of them. Some of those respectable elders have cravings. Those orthodox sects are just so in love with maintaining their facades. It must be tiring to live their lives. How much is freedom worth? Look at how shamel-, free I am.”
Knowing Ximen Buxing, who could say with certainty how much of his claims were true – besides his slip of the tongue.
Ximen Buxing booted another door open. Nonetheless, the formation cast on it held it still. He didn’t give a toss and kept kicking it. According to him, nobody from the unorthodox faction would lock their doors. Mu Yu just speechlessly watched on.
Occasionally, the people inside would treat him as if he was invisible. Those people must’ve reached the peak of resilience. After kicking eighteen doors, the two entered. They stopped about ten steps in and hesitated to approach the bed. Mu Yu looked away.
On the bed was an old man in some peculiar position with a girl. Their blanket was at the door. The death qi oozing from the maiden indicated she was on the brink of death, yet she was going at it. Mu Yu caught a glimpse of the tell-tale smirk on Ximen Buxing’s face.
“Hehehe, Old Geezer, it was hard to find you!”
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